Friday, March 6, 2015

FraturdayFraturdayFraturdayFraturdayFraturday!

One of the Human's favorite students who is now a senior in college (eek) coined a word that became popular with her classmates. It described that magical time between 3:05 p.m. Friday, when the last bell of the schoolday finally rang, and the luxurious, unalarmed wake-up of Saturday morning. Myself, I think it's a pretty cool word.

Sounds like a good idea in theory, but if I didn't make my mom set an alarm on Saturday, I would never get my six diet breakfast morsels. Because do you think my bros or Snapoline would push some food off the counter where they endlessly free feed to me? NO.

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About Me

I was abducted from the wild at age 10 weeks. I'm 13 now, but I have a hundred generations of feral felinity in me, so I'm not exactly a kuddly kat. I tolerate my Human, who I must admit takes very good care of me. But if she wants affection, she can get a dog.